There is so much of noise around me/ Here my speech fails me/ I am a pigmy/ The mighty world betrays what my mother taught me/ Don't lie, be polite, don't be greedy / My mother told me so many things/ Many lessons died while i grew up/ I am no more myself/ A poet never lies/ If she does, she grows into a monster.
We all are falling apart/ Sun is up there/ Reality is my dark skin.
Murder the time/ Before time slaughters us/ With all its fancy/ I can smell blood every moment/ Someone is waving his hands / I am sleeping in a raft/ a fish is sleeping on my chest.
Frogs cried that rainy night/The departed soul inhaled my smoke/My mother gave me this life/I shall return home with some sweets.
The world is empty, yet full/We don't know anything any more/ I feel sad looking at people/I am feeling unusually painful/ I feel sad even looking at a floating ballon.
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